this time last year,
you tried to scoop my heart up,
I threw it at you.
this time last year,
you liked me for who I was,
and I was terrible.
this time last year,
you thought you could love me,
and I was fickle.
last summer,
you thought it was our time,
and I knocked you back.
last summer,
you wanted me more than before,
and I went along with it.
this autumn,
I hesitated before I left, did I love you back?
the answer is probably yes.
this autumn,
I walked away from you,
and fell for somebody else.
tonight,
I know that I made the right choice,
I love the boy I chose,
but this poem is for you
because I loved you also;
and I probably always will.
Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 9:26 PM UTC
this time last year,
you tried to scoop my heart up,
I threw it at you.
this time last year,
you liked me for who I was,
and I was terrible.
this time last year,
you thought you could love me,
and I was fickle.
last summer,
you thought it was our time,
and I knocked you back.
last summer,
you wanted me more than before,
and I went along with it.
this autumn,
I hesitated before I left, did I love you back?
the answer is probably yes.
this autumn,
I walked away from you,
and fell for somebody else.
tonight,
I know that I made the right choice,
I love the boy I chose,
but this poem is for you
because I loved you also;
and I probably always will.
Imagine if i could make a clear cut decision without hurting people in the process
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